Текст песни Pain=Music - Vonne2x

Niggas will stab you in yo back to have yo hand
These niggas ain't have my back for nothin' and that shit made me who I am
That gangsta shit, I was always taught, that murder shit, came from the fam
Ain't none of y'all niggas had been around when I was takin' this rappin' shit from the ground
Them bitches be quick to leave a nigga when that money and checks ain't comin' around

I'm from the 12th ward doin' this rappin' shit and I came straight out the town
I wasn't even worried about doin' this rappin' shit til' my uncle had came around
You bring that bitch around my group, one of my niggas'll take her down
And they be like, Vonne don't never smile, cause the shit I did had made me frown

I lost my fam it's getting to me, I shed tear when I hit the ground
One day I'll be rappin' in front of crowds, one day have them sing my lyrics loud
And til' they keep on pushin' through this pain to keep my head down
And they be like, Vonne don't never laugh, cause I'm locked in inside the lab

I'm so locked in doin' this lil' music shit, this shit is like my craft
I had to use detergent for that bath, now I get paid for when I rap
Them niggas be thinkin' I'm lyin' to em, but I swear to God this shit ain't cap
I lost some niggas, I need a map, them niggas got their hands out for a dap, but I ain't givin' that

When I walk inside the Stu, all I'll just rap about is facts
All these hoes, they bother me just like some gnats
My mama callin' me, she fuck me up just like I'm Dak
And all these niggas steady, just be hating

Go get some money, get your head up out the dirt and make it
Early morning, cookin' dope on top the stove just like some bacon
Had a bad bitch, light skin, she bald head just like she Peyton
Half y'all niggas just be fakin', yeah, my new bitch, she don't like basic

Yeah, my new bitch beggin' me to get some money, she so impatient
You wanna brink cause an inflation, I'm just a star inside the making
And one day I'ma take my family out up on a trip to go see Jamaica
Ballin' LA like a Laker, niggas be askin' me for favors

Gold up on my chain, it's silver just like I play for the Raiders
I ball with three like Budda Baker, I love that bitch, I couldn't change her
Yeah, for better or for worse, she make me who I am, I'm dangerous
But fuck it, long live Khii, long live five and long live Tay

I lost my uncle and my auntie, that shit brought in pain
Long live my cousin, I spoke to her the same day
I can't even think of shit to say, cause I'm stuck inside my fuckin' brain
Money ain't shit to me, I stay giving away all my diamond things

I done gave away clothes, shoes, and chains, and even a fuckin' ring
I'm playin' on bigger shit than life, lil' baby, we can't be the same
And all these thoughts inside my head, they racin' through my fuckin' brain
Walkin' down that tunnel vision, I can't fuckin' see

All these thoughts, they scary, I can't even fuckin' breathe
All these thoughts, they scary, they fuckin' up my dreams
I go to sleep at night and I can't even have a dream
Mama told me, keep your head up, son, cause you can't leave

I don't give a fuck about my kidneys, I'm pourin' up some lean
And bro can't trust me with his gun, cause I'm gon' make him scene
I told, lil mama pour me up so I can sleep in my dreams